Rebirth of Bloody Romance

Zhong Yuemin sat there quietly, his eyes looking into the distance. His mood at this moment was just like the inky black night tonight, seemingly calm and peaceful, but underneath that calm there was a hint of indescribable depth.

At this moment, Lin Shufang opened her red lips and spoke words like a huge rock suddenly dropped into a calm lake, instantly breaking the tranquility and causing ripples in Zhong Yuemin's heart.

Lin Shufang elegantly picked up the wine glass, took a sip, then looked at Zhong Yuemin with a smile and said slowly, "Zhong Laoer, you are not naive to think that they only came after you, right?" Her tone was not loud, but every word hit Zhong Yuemin's heart like a heavy hammer.

Hearing this, Zhong Yuemin was stunned. His originally calm expression suddenly became a little dull, and a look of confusion flashed across his eyes.

After a while, Zhong Yuemin came back to his senses and asked stutteringly, "No...no, big...big sister, what do you mean by this? Could it be that besides me, they also found someone else?"

As Zhong Yuemin spoke, he began to ponder over and over again in his mind what Lin Shufang had just said. He tried hard to find even the slightest logical loophole or flaw in these simple sentences to prove that his previous thoughts were not wrong.

However, as he thought more deeply, Zhong Yuemin's heart became heavier and heavier.

"After Boss Liu came to see me yesterday, someone else came to see me and also talked about their matter." Lin Shufang's words were like a bombshell, completely shattering Zhong Yuemin's mentality of taking chances.

Zhong Yuemin felt very ashamed at this moment. The seriousness and insistence on him being the only one who could do it yesterday now seemed extremely ironic in his eyes.

The hurt emotions surged in Zhong Yuemin's heart, and he felt that he had been deceived. Maybe they didn't have much expectations for Zhong Yuemin in the first place, and it was all just a boring test.

"Fuck him! Those two bastards are nothing."

Lin Shufang slowly put down the chopsticks in her hand, her mouth slightly raised, revealing a gentle and kind smile. She cast her eyes on Zhong Yuemin who was sitting opposite her, and spoke softly. "Hey! Zhong Laoer, how should I tell you about this! You also know that many of the policies implemented in Jinqiu County are from your wife's hands. These policies are crucial to the development of the local area, and they must be implemented unswervingly. So, if you can skillfully use your personal connections and personal relationships at this critical juncture, it will definitely be of great benefit to your wife's future career."

Having said this, Lin Shufang paused for a moment, and a barely perceptible cunning gleam suddenly flashed in her bright eyes.

Then, Lin Shufang cleared her throat and continued, "Tomorrow, I plan to reject that person's request outright. When they hear the news, they will surely panic and lose their composure. After all, they have no other viable options except your wife. In this case, they can only look back and ask your wife for help again. At that time, it can be regarded as truly asking for help. Zhong Laoer, you must understand one thing, only when those things that others cannot accomplish are finally successfully handled by you, can the precious value of your favor be fully demonstrated! How about it, have I made it clear enough?"

Zhong Yuemin listened quietly and nodded silently. In fact, how could he not understand these principles when he was exposed to them since childhood?

However, despite this, Zhong Yuemin still had some concerns and worries deep in his heart. "Sister, you have offended others so directly. Will it be difficult for you to do things between them in the future?" He frowned and asked with concern.

When Lin Shufang heard this, a hint of pride instantly appeared on her beautiful face. She raised her head slightly, her eyes firm and confident. "Humph! I know clearly which people's faces can be offended and which ones cannot be offended. You don't need to worry about this kind of thing, let alone teach me how to do it!"

After saying this, Lin Shufang shook her hair gently, looking both cool and arrogant.

After dinner, Zhong Yuemin personally escorted Lin Shufang to a taxi and carefully closed the door for her. After watching the taxi drive away and disappear into the cold night, Zhong Yuemin turned around and walked home slowly in the biting cold wind alone.

Walking on the road, the cold wind scraped across his cheeks like a knife, making him shiver. However, at this moment, he didn't care about the bad weather at all, because his thoughts had already drifted back to the years he had experienced.

Over the years, the various things that Zhong Yuemin encountered kept flashing in his mind like scenes from a movie. Every time he faced it with full confidence, the result was often like being slapped hard in the face, making him dizzy.

The development of things is always so unexpected, completely beyond his initial assumptions and judgments.

Thinking of this, Zhong Yuemin couldn't help but smiled bitterly and shook his head, muttering to himself: "Alas, it seems that this so-called road to rebirth is not easy to walk. It is simply a journey full of 'surprises' and 'accidents' that slap one's face......"

The biting cold wind lashed Zhong Yuemin's body like a sharp whip as he walked slowly alone on this quiet and deserted street.

The cold wind whistled past his ears, as if trying to sweep away all the chaotic and complicated thoughts deep in his heart.

However, at this moment Zhong Yuemin had no time to care about the bad weather. Countless thoughts were surging in his mind like a surging sea.

At this moment, Zhong Yuemin deeply felt the elusive complexity of social relationships. Although God had blessed him with a chance to be reborn, he still felt that it was harder than climbing to heaven to see through the true emotions of others hidden behind their masks.

This made Zhong Yuemin start to reflect involuntarily: Is it true that social skills are a natural skill that is innate and cannot be cultivated?

Thinking back on my past life, although I cannot be considered a person with severe social phobia, I was definitely not good at communicating with others no matter how you look at it.

Thinking of this, Zhong Yuemin couldn't help but let out a long sigh: "Oh——" This sigh seemed to carry all the heaviness and helplessness in his heart, echoing in the empty streets for a long time, and finally disappeared in the endless cold wind.

However, at this moment, a sentence suddenly flashed through his mind: "There is no greater sin than desire, no greater disaster than not being satisfied, and no greater fault than wanting to gain. Therefore, those who know how to be content are always content."

This is a famous saying from Lao Tzu's Tao Te Ching, which is intended to warn people to be content with what they have and not to be overly greedy.

Zhong Yuemin's heart moved, and he suddenly understood a truth: being contented does not mean passive retirement, nor does it mean letting people be content with the status quo and stagnate.

Being content is just lowering your psychological expectations. This does not conflict with continuing to work hard. On the contrary, it can help people look at their abilities and limitations more rationally, so that they can do what they can and pursue goals appropriately.

Zhong Yuemin walked into the house slowly, took off his coat casually and threw it aside, then slumped heavily on the soft sofa, as if all the strength in his body had been drained away in an instant.

Zhou Xiaobai walked over lightly, a trace of worry in her beautiful eyes, and her gentle voice brushed past Zhong Yuemin's ears like a spring breeze. "Yuemin, what's going on? Looking at you like this, is it because your classmate is unwilling to help you?"

Zhong Yuemin raised his head slightly, his eyes dimmed, and he sighed softly and said, "That's not the case. My classmate was quite straightforward and told me directly that it was no problem."

Zhou Xiaobai frowned slightly and asked in confusion, "If that's the case, then why are you still so sad and unhappy?"

Zhong Yuemin sighed deeply again, staring at Zhou Xiaobai with his deep eyes, and slowly said, "Wife, those of you who have been working in the officialdom, do you like people to ponder and comprehend your words?"

Zhou Xiaobai couldn't help but chuckle when he heard that, his voice as clear and sweet as a silver bell. "Hey, what's going on? Could it be that your classmate is putting on airs for you?"

Zhong Yuemin shook his head helplessly, and then, as if he had found someone to talk to, he began to tell Zhou Xiaobai the whole story...

After listening to Zhong Yuemin's narration, Zhou Xiaobai couldn't help but burst into a crisp and pleasant laugh. "Yuemin, it's actually not as exaggerated as Lin Shufang said! You are just particularly loyal, there is nothing wrong with it at all, I just like this advantage of yours."

Zhong Yuemin smiled helplessly and waved his hands, responding, "Come on, my wife, stop comforting me! I know it clearly in my heart, I am not suitable for a career in government. The intricacies of the network of relationships here are really beyond my comprehension!"

Zhou Xiaobai slowly stood up and walked to sit beside Zhong Yuemin, and gently held his hand. She said earnestly, "Yuemin, in fact, each of us has our own strengths and weaknesses. Look, aren't you doing well in the business world? Why do you have to force yourself to cater to the environment of the officialdom?

Besides, in my opinion, even if you are in the officialdom, you won't necessarily do badly. The key is that some things are not from your heart, so you don't want to get involved."

At this point, Zhou Xiaobai paused for a moment, then added, "No matter what, as long as you are happy and at ease, no matter what path you choose, I will continue to support you as always."

Zhong Yuemin reached out and hugged Zhou Xiaobai. "Wife, I like you more and more now."

Zhou Xiaobai asked cunningly, "Didn't you like me before?"

"Wife, you are setting a trap for me again."

"It's not my fault..."

Before Zhou Xiaobai could finish his words, his mouth was blocked by Zhong Yuemin.

The next morning, sunlight shone into the classroom through the window. After finishing a fulfilling morning of classes, Zhong Yuemin walked out of the classroom with brisk steps, ready to go to the cafeteria for lunch.

When Zhong Yuemin was passing by the corridor, he happened to meet Director Wang from the Personnel Department. When the two passed by, a "beep" sound caught Zhong Yuemin's attention.

Director Wang slowly took out the treasure tied with a metal chain from his waist - a pager.

The pager flashed silver light in the sun, which was particularly eye-catching.

Director Wang leisurely picked up the pager and squinted his eyes to carefully check the information displayed on it. An indescribable sense of superiority appeared on his face, and this feeling was like an invisible force that radiated to the surroundings.

You know, pager is a new gadget that was just launched last year.

At that time, most people who could afford to use pagers were either rich or noble. They were either high-ranking officials, or businessmen who dared to venture into the business world and achieved success, or bosses of all sizes who ran their own businesses.

In addition, the heads of important departments such as the supply department and the sales department, as well as cadres at all levels in the factory, often wear such a small pager on their waists to show their unique status.

Zhong Yuemin suddenly wanted to buy one as well. To be honest, he had only heard of pagers in his previous life but had never used one.

Zhong Yuemin made up his mind and acted decisively. Taking advantage of the afternoon when he had no classes, he walked to the post office and planned to buy himself a pager.

Although motorcycles are convenient and fast, he feels that they would attract too much attention, so he chooses to walk in a low-key manner and just consider it as exercise.

When he arrived at the entrance of the Post and Telecommunications Bureau, a large red banner caught his eye: "Post and Telecommunications Bureau BP Machine On-site Sales Office." This eye-catching banner saved him the trouble of looking for the sales window and he went directly to the sales office.

After paying the money, Zhong Yuemin chose a leopard number from among many numbers. The last four digits were six, which meant good luck. He couldn't help but feel a sense of pride when he held this number.

Zhong Yuemin chose a Motorola BP machine, which was black and slightly smaller than a cigarette box. It was not that he did not want to buy something else, but he had no choice.

Although the price of the machine plus the network access fee and service fee cost him more than 5000 yuan, he felt it was all worth it.

"Motorola pager, send messages anytime, anywhere." What an awesome advertising slogan! Who could have thought that this behemoth would go bankrupt so many years later?

Zhong Yuemin exclaimed, "This is the first pager in my life!"